Hunt, Delilah - Wyoming Triple Heat (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (9 page)

“Let out your hair,” he murmured low.

Although her hair wasn’t long, Logan wanted to get a firm grip on the ebony strands, envisioning himself guiding her head on his cock.

“Why do I have to do that?” Her hands stilled in mid-action of pulling down her ponytail.

“Because it will please me.”

“And what about my pleasure?”

He gripped his shaft and brushed the slickened tip over her plump lips. “This. You’ll receive pleasure from having a hard cock in your mouth and making me come.”

Her soft, warm tongue darted out, licking the engorged head. “I like it.” She breathed, lowering her eyelashes and pressing her lips to his cock.

Logan dipped his head to the back of the chair and eased his knees apart. His balls tightened when she stuck out that warm tongue again, sweeping it around the rim and drawing the enflamed tip between her lips.

“You have a sweet little mouth. Wide, luscious, and inviting. Have you been using it to satisfy your virgin’s curiosity?”

She shook her head and allowed his penis to slip from her mouth. “You want to know if I’ve ever sucked cock?”

A drop of pre-cum spilled from the narrow slit and trickled down his shaft. In a sweet surprise, her tongue darted out again, licking from the pulsing base upward, lapping away the fluid.

Logan grunted and fisted her hair. “That’s exactly what I’m asking,” he grated, flexing his hips.

She nuzzled her face in his groin and brushed her cheek against his throbbing prick like a kitten seeking affection. “What if I did?” She flashed him a siren’s smile.

“That’s not what I asked you.”

Lexie dropped a kiss on his shaft, and Logan almost lost it when her soft hands began to caress his full testicles.

“I want an answer. How many times have you done this before?”

“Never,” she said throatily. “I’ve always wanted to, but I’ve never done it before. The honor’s all yours.”

He expelled a ragged breath. She would belong to them in every way possible, but
he
would be the one to give her the first taste of a man’s seed. Logan suppressed a groan at the beautiful image of his cum splashing into her throat. His balls ached and felt as if they weighed a ton with his sperm churning, begging for release inside his woman.

Another minute and he was going to die waiting for her warm mouth to close over his cock. When her tongue swirled over the head and dipped into the dilated opening, lapping up his pre-cum, Logan growled and pulled on her hair.

She looked at him with a glint of fear and excitement in her eyes.
God in Heaven.
He was going to burst with want.

“All of it. Open your mouth and suck it.”

“I can’t…” She bit her lips and stared at his cock in longing.

Logan tightened his hand in her hair and drew her head back. “Suck it,” he ordered, gripping his shaft. “I mean it. This is what you agreed to.” He pushed his cock to her lips. “I can’t let you back out of it now. It’s much too late for that.” If she didn’t open her mouth, Logan knew he was going to come all over himself and her.

Her lips parted, and without missing a beat, he thrust inside, closing his eyes at the ecstasy of his cock gliding over her wet tongue.

“Accept me,” he groaned, pulling her head toward his groin. “Accept my…cock.”

Logan felt the first draw of her warm mouth on his shaft. He loosened his fingers in her hair, lightly stroking. Lexie was sucking him and God help him if it wasn’t the best feeling in the world.

“Like that. Just like that. You’re doing it so good, honey.” She suckled harder, all the while her soft fingers squeezed and rolled his balls.

Logan closed his eyes and felt his knees go weak. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted this. I’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like having you on your knees…worshiping my cock and gazing at me with those beautiful almond eyes.”

A tiny mewl came from the back of her throat, and she pressed her hand onto his thigh, her gorgeous head bobbing and her mouth moving faster on his penis.

The swollen tip of his cock hit the delicate palate of her throat, and Logan shouted, threading his fingers in her hair when she tried to take even more of his length inside. Impossible.

“Lexie!”

Her eyes widened, and Logan drew in a sharp breath at the rush of hot ejaculate spewing from his cockhead into her throat. His cock twitched and Logan jerked his hips, pumping into her face. God, but it was amazing to watch her throat working hard to swallow his thick load.
She
was amazing. Logan opened his mouth to tell her just that when he noticed the door being pushed wide open.

Chapter Nine

Lexie glanced out the corner of her eyes, her mouth locked firmly around Logan’s enormous cock. Owen and Connor stood inside the office, backs to the door, and eyes widened. Logan’s hand stilled in her hair, stroking lightly as the last gushes of semen spurted from the broad head, wetting her throat.

Her gaze met Owen’s feverish stare. He seemed unable to decide what fascinated him more, her eyes or her mouth moving up and down as Logan softened between her lips. Still, he appeared unfazed.

Lexie, you’re a whore
. A few minutes ago she had been in the living room curled up beside them, now she was on her knees with Logan withdrawing his penis from her mouth. Fearfully, she looked up at Connor, expecting to see censor, anger…hurt.

“No wonder you hardly leave your office,” Owen exclaimed, shaking his head at Logan in amazement.

Logan snorted. “It’s the first time.” He looked down and smiled. “But it won’t be the last, will it?”

It wouldn’t. She had enjoyed it far too much. “It won’t,” she whispered, casting another hesitant look at Connor who had yet to say a word.
What is he thinking?

Connor blinked and strode away from the door. “Is Logan the only one who gets to come in your mouth?”

A heavy weight lifted off her shoulders the moment she heard the sound of his huskily voiced question. She shook her head and glanced between him and Owen. “I think I’ve developed a taste for all things Kincaid.”

Owen chuckled. “You mean you liked my brother’s cock and now you want more. Isn’t that right?”

Lexie rose and walked over to the two men. “You were right. I’m impressed by what I’ve seen so far.” She lowered her lashes and saw two very prominent erections straining toward her. Biting her lips, she tore her gaze up, stealing a look at Connor first, silently seeking his approval.

He stepped aside. “Take care of Owen first. We have all night. I can wait.”

Owen pulled her to his side and slung his arm around her waist. “I don’t think Logan will appreciate us leaving traces of cum inside his office. How about we move this to Lexie’s bedroom?”

She elbowed Owen in his side, desperately trying to maintain an air of calm. Inside, her entire body was screaming with dread and simmering with exquisite anticipation. “Thanks for the concern,” Logan said in a dry tone as they headed out into the hall.

Once they made it to the bedroom, the mood changed, and Lexie knew the time for joking was over. Connor and Logan stood off to the side, neither man uttering a sound as she lowered to the rug-covered flooring in front of Owen.

“Take everything off,” Owen commanded, although he made no move to remove his clothes.

Hesitant, she brought a finger to her shirt before pausing to stare at all three men. She would be stripped bare, left vulnerable in the room with them.

“You heard him,” Connor said, his voice dripping with arousal. “Let’s see what you look like under those revealing clothes you’ve been teasing us with, baby.”

Lexie swallowed a needy cry. Had she really been teasing them?
Apparently so.
Wasting no time, she lifted the camisole above her head. All thoughts of modesty fled the second she felt those hot gazes on her breasts, which felt fuller than ever.

“The shorts.” Logan pinned her with a look of pure animalistic lust. Lexie shivered and her nipples tightened. “Remove it. We’ve been waiting a long time to see your cunt.”

Heaven help her because she wanted nothing more than to show them her pussy, let them see how wet she was, how much she thrived on their attention.

A quick tug and she peeled the shorts from around her ankles, unabashed that they saw she hadn’t been wearing panties.

“I knew she wasn’t wearing any drawers,” Owen murmured, making it clear that he’d been mulling it over for a long time.

Logan ignored him and pinned her with another intense look that sent fire shooting through her lower belly. “Would you like to show us your cunt, honey?”

She nodded. She wanted to do that and more. Have them touch her pussy, lick it, fuck it. Whatever they wanted to do, Lexie was ready and willing.

Waited so damn long for this.
Easing a few inches away from Owen, Lexie arched her back and parted her knees, flattening her palms to the ground, giving her men a glimpse of what she had to offer. A whisper of cool air glided across her throbbing clitoris. The bud felt so full, tingling with need as her pussy clenched and a fiery heat pooled into her womb with the knowledge of her precarious situation—displaying herself for three larger than life cowboys who could rip her in two with a fierce thrust of their enormous cocks.

“Jesus, darlin’,” Owen rasped. He knelt beside her and placed his hand on the inside of her thighs, peering up at his brothers. “Sexiest pussy I’ve ever seen. You guys see how fucking wet she is? It’s on her thighs.”

She glanced up to see Connor and Logan, both staring back at her with slackened jaws. When her gaze collided with Connor’s, Lexie stifled a gasp and looked away, terrified, her knees threatening to buckle with pleasure from the predatory hunger she saw in his eyes.

“Her cunt looks too small,” Connor murmured thickly, shifting his gaze from her. His hand went to the front of his pants, brushing over his erection.

Lexie’s eyes fluttered shut for a spell before looking up at them and splaying her thighs wider. She ran a finger along the moist and pulsing slit. “Not too small,” she whimpered. God, she hoped they weren’t going to send her away.

A muscle ticked inside Connor’s jaw, and his eyes darkened. “I think it is.” His hand was now stroking over his cock from inside his jeans. “Bet she’ll cry, start bucking us off if we try to fuck her in that tiny cunt.”

Oh, God. Lexie squirmed and tilted her hips, desperate for Owen to delve his fingers between her slippery folds.

“Owen…”

He moved behind her and whispered, “I think my brother has a point. Maybe we were wrong about this, darlin’. I told you we were big. You think your pussy can handle us, Lexie?”

He dipped a rough finger into her sex. She threw her head back, crying out in absolute bliss.

Owen grinned and gently moved inside her. “So you like that. What about another one?” He pushed another and Lexie felt her body stiffen. It was too much, on the brink of pleasure-pain. Her teeth chattered with each thrust of his fingers pushing against her barrier.

“Ugh.” She struggled against him.

Owen pressed his lips to her neck. “Hush, darlin’.” His fingers slowed, tenderly stroking within her. “That’s a good girl. You like that, don’t you?” His strong hand closed over a breast, fondling it. “You liked having Logan’s cock in your mouth, too, right?”

Lexie nodded and flicked her tongue across her lips. “Yes.”

“Then think about how good it’ll feel when I push my cock into your mouth, filling you the way he did.” She moaned and looked over at Logan and Connor. Both men were staring at her, eyes dark with passion and lids lowered.